Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself.
A simple life is good with me. I don't need a whole lot. For me, a T-shirt, a pair of shorts, barefoot on a beach and I'm happy.Yiannis Chryssomallis
I grew up as a tomboy. I was always barefoot, running races with the guys on the block, climbing trees, and beating kids up.edie falco
A young person is a person with nothing to learnOne who already knows that ice does not chill and fire does not burn...It knows it can spend six hours in the sun on its firstday at the beach without ending up a skinless beet,And it knows it can walk barefoot through the barnwithout running a nail in its feet. . . .Meanwhile psychologists grow richWriting that the young are ones' should notundermine the self-confidence of which.ogden nash
Give me a mystery – just a plain and simple one – a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little, barefoot mystery: give me a mystery – just one!yevgeny yevtushenko
The symbol of the University is the iron statue outside the Rathskeller of a barefoot goosegirl that every student kisses at graduation. The University is a Mecca to which students come with something less than perfect faith. It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known but to question it.jacob bronowski
Being naked approaches being revolutionary; going barefoot is mere populism.john updike
The world could burn around her, the cities turn to dust, the cries of a hundred thousand fill the air, and she would get up after the fire died and walk barefoot and burned over the charred soil in search of clean water, a weapon, a purpose. She would rebuild.
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor. She will look in at me with her thin arms extended, offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light .
Daughters of Time, the hypocrite Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands; To each they offer gifts after his will, Bread, kingdom, stars, and sky that holds them all; I, in my pleachéd garden watched the pomp Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day Turned and departed silent. I too late Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.ralph waldo emerson